"Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?"
Martin asked me for the third time since this morning about my appointment at the Chicago city hall. We flew together yesterday because I need to sign some important documents that were needed to renew the business permit and operating agreement of my restaurant. He insisted on coming with me to meet my friends and to finally see my outlets. And I also have to file the documents myself because Noelle has an important schedule for today.
"Yup, don't worry. I'm used to this." I answered, taking my bag and my phone from the couch.
"Okay. Take care of yourself, babe. Just call me if you need some support or if your ex-husband surprised you again."
I chuckled when he flexed his two biceps in front of me.
"I'm serious! I can kick him in his balls!"
I end up coughing after laughing so hard at his one-of-a-kind jokes.
